Belle almost dropped her bucket at the sound of a voice she didn't recognize. She turned towards where she thought it must be coming from...but nobody was there. Blinking a few times, she glanced around in confusion before her gaze went back to the window...and the frog sitting there.

"O-oh..." she murmured softly, one hand moving towards her chin. A talking frog, perhaps? Like in so many of the fairy tales she read! And here in Paixao, was it really a surprise if an animal spoke? She stepped a bit closer, smiling apologetically. "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was...you who spoke." She glanced up at the building with affection. "This isn't my library. I just decided to make things a little more neat."

She cut off as a more familiar voice cut through her thoughts. "Ian!" she called happily, turning. "It's good to see you." She chuckled, brushing a lock of hair from her eyes. "I should have known I'd find you here again someday."